Monday, July 23, 2018

MY Beach Body Workout :)

So, no running on vacation (that's an unwritten rule of mine...when I go on vacation, I go on vacation from EVERYTHING). But that doesn't mean that I did not work out!

My family does a LOT of boogie boarding on vacation always. This year I was super excited because I got a REAL boogie board, not one of those $5 ones from Michael's. Whoa it made such a difference! The main one being that it is 41.5" instead of the standard 26" ones we've been using! No wonder those things broke every year. They literally could not withstand the weight of a real-life adult. Anyways, despite some rainy days we managed to get out and ride the waves for about 2-3 hours every day. I love it so much, and I love that Liam is old enough to ride them with us.

I also convinced Liam that we should do surf lessons this year. We found this great place called the Isla Surf School and booked a semi-private lesson for the two of us. I had NO idea what to expect.

First, we met our instructor and sat on our boards while he told us the three steps to master the pop-up. Turns out, one of them (the one he said was most important) seemed super close to the chaturanga pose from yoga. We practiced on our boards for like, 3 minutes...paddle, paddle, paddle, chaturanga thingy, slide your foot out, don't fall off (my prompts, not his). Then we went out to try it out. Crazy, right? I am not used to learning something new and complicated in 3 minutes and then practicing it.

Even though I wiped out about 50 times in our hour and a half lesson, it was so much fun! I got my pop-up down after about 3 times but then for some reason  I kept leaning on my heels and therefore having to bail out and fall on my ass (or my knees, which are now shredded). The instructor kept telling me to lean on the balls of my feet and not my heels (and I knew it because I felt it EVERY time!) I told him it was so stupid, because ironically, I run on the balls of my feet all the time, even when I am not supposed to! He just said "surfing makes you do crazy things, man."

Liam though, he was a pro! He spent about half of the lesson riding his board in.

At the end of the lesson he told us we had one more good one to ride in. I guess the pressure was on, because I actually did it! So fun! I definitely want to do that again next year.

In the meantime, I will be working my upper back strength. Because man, do you need it for those pop-ups! And, you know, it wouldn't hurt for running either. :)

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

The Good Old College Try

So, I sometimes have dreams where I get a puppy and then I forget I have him. Then all of a sudden I get this deep panic (in the dream) and I'm like "Oh my god! I forgot to feed the puppy! That was like 3 weeks ago!" Obviously that dream needs no interpretation.

That may just be a perfect metaphor for my blog. And maybe my running too?

I mean, I still run. But BOY have I cut back. I mean, like 2x a week during marathon season and, well, that's pretty much it because I only do one marathon a year now. And then I get so sad, like "why are my times so slow?" And then I rationalize that it is because I am a mother 2x and it's some physiological change that my body went through. Which, I mean, it probably partly is. And probably also because I am almost not a "thirty-something year old" as my blog profile states. But let's face it...running 2x a week is not running 4x a week like I used to do. :)

But I'm sick of that.

And while it is super fun to run with the slower paced runners because they are just honestly some of the best people to talk to and definitely the best people to get through a marathon with, I would like to be a bit faster. Who knows if it's possible? Maybe it is all just physiological.

So I am going to start up my blog again in hopes that it will make me more accountable when it comes to training. But I'm not guaranteeing anything. Because as a mother of two boys, I have learned that 1. Sometimes moms need to cut themselves some serious slack...especially when it comes to working out. 2. Sometimes there are things to do that are more fun (like Cub Scout hikes or zoo classes) that make you so tired that sleep is a better option than getting up at the crack of dawn to hammer out some miles.

So I am going to try. Sort of.

But no promises that I won't forget to feed the puppy.